Nobody stops her, and as she circles the room, Jared calls out, “Maybe she’s under that teacup over there.”
Julia shoots him a dirty look, but she finally accepts that there’s nobody else here. When she turns to face me, her expression is sheepish. “My bad. I thought you had that waitress in here.”
How did she find out that Sophia works at the bar? I pretend to look confused. “What waitress?”
She gives me an annoyed look. “The one who came over to you the other night.”
“Why would she be here?”
“I don’t know!” Julia stares at me, and I can see the anger in her eyes. “Why did she come talk to you? How does she know you?”
I give her an irritated look. “I already told you I don’t know what she wanted to say to me. I barely know the woman. She works at the bar. And she seemed a little dru
